Author's Note: Please do not read if you are offended with male/male action or you are prohibited to read this type of material wherever you live. This story is fictional but the places are or could be real. *wink*. Send comments/feedback to hard_drive75@hotmail.com. Ok folks, this is where it gets juicy and there might be sex involved so leave now if you can't stomach it.
Chapter
4:
Friction
My head hurt. Not only because of the impact but also from all the thoughts the swelled the possibilities of what could happen after last night. Sunlight was creeping up my face the rays were slowly illuminating the room.
Where was I anyway?
Shit. ADAM? Where was he? Was I dreaming?
No. I couldn't be. I wasn't on my bed and I was in my tank top. I usually slept in my boxers. The bed was soft and silken and was accompanied by four or five silk covered pillows.
I looked around and the room was huge and the windows were draped with curtains, slightly open to allow sunlight to creep in.
"Morning."
Adam was leaning against the door. He was wearing lounge pants and a tight black shirt. He looked so hott with his ruffled hair. Oh god I was at a loss for words. What on earth happened last night?
"I saw you at Tartarus last night. I got so nervous, that I hid away. Then I saw you with that Dan guy. He's known to rape younger guys and none of them say a word about it because he blackmails them."
Oh please. What would he use to blackmail me?
"Wait," I said finally finding the nerve to speak. "I made you nervous?"
Adam smiled. Oh shit! That smile! *Sigh* so handsome.
"Well yeah."
"So are you--
"I don't know. I really don't," Adam interrupted.
He looked lost. Lost and beautiful. So beautiful.
"So what happened last night?" I asked.
"I saw you bolt out the door and then Dan running after you. I thought you guys got into an argument so I shrugged it off. But then I just checked, you know? I was...curious I guess as to what you guys...Nevermind."
"Thanks."
"Don't mention it," Adam smiled.
"What happened to Dan? Did you call the police?"
"And out The Underground? I don't think so."
"So you are...umm...part of The Underground?"
"Yeah. Big surprise, huh?"
I was definitely surprised and also horny. This means that I could make a move on him now. I'll try not to come in too strong that he gets turned off.
"Did you sleep well?"
"Yeah. What am I doing here anyway?"
"I didn't know where you lived and it would look weird if I carried you from dorm to dorm."
"Oh." My wet dream was right in front of me and here I was speechless.
"No problem."
We stared at each other for a while. I tried my best not to drool. My tutor rescued me! And he was an underground person. (Underground meaning he's not out...yet... and he moves around discreetly).
"You have a cute butt," Adam said all of a sudden.
"What?"
"Sorry. Last night when I--
"Oh. Thanks. How embarrassing."
Adam stared at me again and smiled. Oh god why not eat me already!?
Ok fine! If he wasn't going to do anything then I might as well do something! Oh god I was getting hard just looking at him in his tight black fitted shirt!
"You hungry? I made breakfast."
Adam offered his hand and pulled me out of bed. His grip was strong yet his hands felt smooth. I thought he was going to hold it but let go when he led me through the hallway. A LARGE hallway.
"Wow. I thought we were in a hotel. So you live here?" I asked while looking around the marble furnishings and towering paintings that lined the gold-framed walls.
"Yup."
"How far are we from the school?"
"About half and hour."
He led me down a staircase, led me through a studio then a piano room and then another hallway until he finally made it to the kitchen. I was surprised that no one else was here.
"Where is everyone?"
"It's their day off, if you're referring to our hired help," Adam said flashing me a smile.
I started to sweat again. Dammit! Do it again and I'll melt!
"It is Saturday, you know?"
"SHIT!"
Adam jumped at my outburst.
"My car--err--My roommate's car rather! I think it's back at the club parking lot."
"Don't worry about it. I called someone to take it back to the school. I have the keys right here," Adam said fishing out Lane's spare keys out of his pocket.
"My roommate is going to kill me!"
"Ok. Ok Calm down. Alright?"
"Well how am I supposed to get back?"
"Uhh...I'll drive you of course. Ok look, I can call someone right now to give these keys back to your roommate, provided that he is there."
Lane always slept in on Saturdays. Hopefully he wasn't awake yet.
Adam picked up a phone and requested that someone come up to the kitchen. Minutes later a man in a black suit appeared from a nearby door.
"Miles tell him where you live and he'll make sure it gets there."
"How do I know you guys won't drive the car somewhere else?"
"Oh please. I alone have three cars and Vince here has a Hummer so he doesn't need another one, right Vince?" Adam asked the mad who had just appeared.
"That's right, sir!"
FBI wannabe.
"It'll be ok Miles."
The way Adam said it made me trust him. Not only was he handsome, he was very wealthy! Damn. Three cars?
"Alright. I live in Bauman Hall. Room 308."
"I'll make sure it get's there," Vince said taking the keys from Adam and with that he disappeared through the door.
"Security?" I asked.
"Yup. My mom's paranoid about me being alone here." Oh please. With his body structure like that, he could probably break people in half.
"Where are your parents?"
"In Europe visiting my brother."
"Wow. Never been there. Wish I could go someday."
"I'll take you if you want."
"What? Are you serious?" I was shocked at what Adam said.
"Oh sorry. I mean. If you wanted to, that is. We can go if you want."
"You've gotta be kidding. Not unless you're paying?"
"Yeah sure."
Wow. Him and me haven't even slept together yet and he wants to take me to Europe!
"Oh what the hell!" Adam put down the juice carton he was holding.
Before I knew it, Adam had his lips on mine and started to kiss me. Gently. Unlike Dan. Adam was taller than me so I had to tiptoe. Nonetheless the kiss was sensual and I felt his tongue massaging my own. I took this opportunity to roam his hard back and grab his tight butt. It was firm and smooth.
I felt his hands grab my ass and my feet left the ground. Adam carried me to a nearby lounge chair and sat down with me on his lap. I grabbed his pecs and then his biceps while he sloppily kissed me, his tongue licking all over chin and mouth area.
I pulled back panting and rested my head on his chest. Oh god if this was only making out and I'm tired then I can only imagine what the sex would be like.
"I wanted to do that for so long," Adam said smiling.
"Really?"
"Yeah. I developed this crush for you ever since you came in for tutoring!"
Wow. Turn of events. I had this huge crush on him the moment I laid eyes on him.
"Let's move to a couch," Adam said taking my hand.
I lay down first and Adam came down on top of me and started to kiss me again. Was I dreaming? This was so hott. He started nibbling on my neck while I panted like a dog.
On an impulse, I reached back and pulled off his shirt exposing his built torso. It was better than I had imagined. Rock hard pecs that are screaming sex and a rippled abdomen. It was probably the most defined 8-pack I had ever seen.
I moaned as he ground his pelvis onto my ragging hardon. I clawed his back urging him to go faster. Our eyes met and he kissed me again.
"I've been wanting to feel these guns for so long," I said running my hands through his pecs. He leaned down and kissed me harder while I reached out for his biceps. I squeezed them hard to find out that they were 100% muscle.
"They're all yours baby. They're all yours."
***
"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!" Lane bellowed as I entered the room. "AND WHY ARE YOU SMILING?"
"Geez Lane. Keep your voice down."
"I was worried sick. I almost called the police but then this guy appears on our doorstep wearing a suit and hands me my keys!"
"You were worried about me?" I said smiling. I found it cute that he was developing brotherly tendencies towards me.
"Well yeah. My roommate didn't come back!"
"Here I am now," I said arms wide open.
"What? You want me to give you a hug now?"
"If you want," I moved closer to him.
"What is up with you? You're acting all--
"What?"
"You had sex didn't you?" Lane asked, his tone changing.
I didn't say anything. He can assume whatever he wanted. The only time I defended myself was when I knew it would ruin. In this case, having sex in college was cool and people praised you for getting laid as many times possible.
Surprisingly Adam and I didn't fuck. He didn't push me away or anything. It was that he was a really good kisser. Each time our lips met, I wanted more but I was out of breath. He wore me out through kissing. Hopefully I last long in bed.
Adam. Adam. Adam. ADAM.
Afterwards he took me out to eat and then dropped me off. He promised that I'd be seeing more of him. Hopefully he meant exposing more skin for me to gawk at.
"So how was it?"
I just shrugged and kept the smile on my face. I walked over to my dresser and began changing out of my black clubbing outfit.
"Fine. I get it. You don't--HOLY SHIT!"
"What?" I looked around to see what caused this outburst.
"Is that a hickey?"
I walked over to the mirror and sure enough a purplish mark was on my neck. Damn. Adam left a mark. I should try my best not to lose it.
"Well I guess that answers my question," Lane said with a big grin on his face. "You should take me along sometime. Just in case she has friends, you know? I haven't had any pussy in weeks!"
Oh boy. If he only knew that it wasn't pussy I was going after.
***
"I can't believe you!"
I just sat there while Hannah examined my noticeable hickey.
"Damn. He must've nibbled it for a long time."
"Yeah I guess. Although I didn't feel any pain. It was pure pleasure."
"Oh Miles! You're turning me on."
I smiled at her and licked my lips right after.
"If only you were straight...I'd so jump your bones right now!"
Grr. There she goes again discussing my sexuality. I mean yeah I liked guys but she didn't have to rub it in. I wouldn't know how to handle the situation if the whole world knew and rubbed it in.
"Do you think you can hook me up with one of his friends then?"
***
"Are you sure you want to do it here?" Adam asked after locking the door of my dorm room.
"Yeah why not? Besides Lane won't be here for a while."
"You've got a pretty nice dorm. I hated my roommate during my freshman year and that alone ruined my dorming experience."
"I wish we were roommates," I said putting my hands on his waist.
"Hmmm. I don't think I could keep my hands off you if that were the case."
"Who said I wanted them off me?" a sly grin creeped on my face.
"Are those for me?" Adam indicated the Maximum Pleasure Trojans on Lane's dresser. He always kept them out as a reminder that safe sex was a way to survive college.
"Umm. Yeah sure!" I'm sure Lane wouldn't mind if Adam used one.
Adam pushed me on Lane's bed and before I could protest in telling him that this wasn't my bed but his lips landed on mind and I was grabbing the back of his head, pulling his hair.
His shirt came off after that. Followed by my shirt then my pants and then his pants. He slowly tortured me with his tongue as it went down my body. I felt my underwear being slowly removed while his mouth planted soft kisses in the underwear removal wake. I felt it pass my ankles and saw it being flung across the room.
There I was. Naked and vulnerable. Adam towered over me and his hazel eyes roamed my body making me hot. He stood up and put his hands on the waistband of his boxers.
This was it.
Moment of truth. I was about to see Adam in ALL of his glory.
He smiled and turned around, slowly pulling down his boxers. It was so slow. First the smooth skin of his ass was revealed. And a nice ass it was too! Smooth, round and tight. Then down the back of his thighs and then his knees until it landed on his ankles. He stepped out of his boxers and slowly turned around again, facing me.
My jaw dropped and I started drooling like a ravenous dog.
I don't think the Trojans would be big enough.
***
"It's all yours bro."
I stood behind some guy as he unloaded clothes from a dryer. All the other dryers were taken so I had to stand there and wait with Lane's beddings in my hands.
My hands were soaked from holding the wet beddings for so long and I smelt of laundry detergent. I couldn't keep the smile off of my face as I loaded to dryer and picked the settings.
Adam was...unbelievable. I don't think I've ever sweated that much before. He was so...tender yet painfully pleasurable. I never knew heaven would be so hot.
I returned to my room to find an irritated looking Lane draping his bed with a new comforter set.
"Care to explain where my sheets went off to?"
"Sorry Lane. I spilled something on it."
Oh and how bad I spilled.
"Spilled what?"
Spunk and other bodily fluids.
"Well, hopefully whatever you spilled comes off."
"Don't worry, I'll make sure it does."
Lane walked over to his drawer and opened it.
Oh shit.
"WHY are one of my condoms missing?"
"I...uh..."
"You shit! Don't tell me you fucked some girl on MY bed! You sick motherfucker!"
Geez. Ok just so we all know Adam and I DID NOT fuck. He just placed the condom on and teased my hole with his cock. After much grinding of our pelvises, he stroked both our cocks together at the same time and before I knew it I spilled all over myself and eventually dripped down to Lane's bed.
"I want you out of here now!" Lane yelled.
"Where am I supposed to go?"
"You figure that out! GO NOW! Before I kick your ass!"
I grabbed a jacket and bolted out the door before Lane ripped me apart. I have never seen him this angry before. Actually I have never seen him angry. Just because I traded bodily fluids on his bed with an awesome jock. I liked the way Adam stroked the two of us. My cock against his and he stroked them both as if they were one. I shivered thinking about it. It was a good shiver, mind you.
***
Ethan Groene was in his office reading some notes from today's conference. Things have been going well for his company and he was looking forward to the promotion he had just received for doing a good job with the market. He was finally at Janice's level and maybe, just maybe, she'd consider sleeping with him.
"Mr. Groene?" A young Asian woman walked in. She was the stereotypical secretary wearing black with her hair in a bun.
"What is it, Nina?"
"There's some kid here who wants to see you."
"Must be that annoying intern. Send him in here and if he argues with me, I'll fire his ass!"
Nina left and returned with a handsome young man trailing after her. He wasn't the intern so Ethan was glad. He had put up with enough interns.
***
Ethan's office was expensively laden with designer rugs and white sofas. The walls were white and in the corners were little lamps that gave a dim glow whenever the lights were off.
"Miles!" Ethan said getting up and crushed me with a hug. His arms felt nice but Adam's felt nicer. "What brings you here?"
"Just thought I'd visit."
"How did you get here?"
"Public transportation. I had to use this U-pass sometime."
"Here have a seat. Let me just finish what I'm doing and I'll take you out to eat."
I wasn't really hungry but I didn't want to turn Ethan down on his offer. We went to a French café and I just had a frappe.
"So what is new with you?"
"Good."
"Shit. Is that a hickey?"
Crap. I was so unaware of it until now.
"Hope your grades can still keep up with whatever you're doing," Ethan grinned. "So what's her name?"
"Umm...I don't think you'd know her."
"Fine. I see how it is," he said smiling. "Wanna give me a last name just in case I might know a relative or to?"
"Belmont."
Ethan fell silent and he shot me a long disapproving look.
"Ok there's only one Belmont I can think of at your school and they are bad news."
"What?" I was surprised with this revelation. Adam was very genuine and kind. I don't think he'd hurt a wounded puppy. If anything, `Belmont' did sound like some villain surname. Kind of like Sebastian Belmont from Cruel Intentions.
"Ok so I dated Christine Belmont and her brothers tried to screw me over while I was at it. In the end I found out that she was playing me the whole time. That manipulative bitch! Her brothers sent their goons after me and...well...let's just say it got pretty ugly."
"Maybe they were just being defensive of their sister." I tried being as rational as I could. "How many Belmont brothers are there anyway?" I've always wondered how Adam's siblings looked like. Hopefully they weren't as hott as Adam or else I'd have a BIG PROBLEM with them being around.
"Four. The youngest one is 18 but he's not as bad. Well, not yet."
"Do you know Adam?"
"Yeah. That fucker tried running me over with his Bentley. Son of a bitch! Wait...how do YOU know Adam?"
"I just hear about him in school," I lied.
"I see. Make sure you stay away from him. Him and his two other brothers can go to hell. They are a very wealthy and prominent family in this part of the world. Just so you know. I don't want you involving yourself with their kind."
"Their kind? You make it sound like some implied racial comment." I tried holding my anger in. How could he talk about the guy I was falling for? The guy who unexpectedly kissed me and made me feel his rock hard body and grinded into me, making sure that I soak my boxers.
"You wouldn't understand, ok? Just stay away from them. Come to think of it, I haven't heard of the Belmont's having another sister."
Shit. Think of something quick!
"Oh maybe they aren't related."
Ethan just shrugged. "Well just stay away from anything `Belmont', alright? People like them breed like insects and they could be everywhere." I just sat there and listened while he talked about them like some infection that was spreading like some disastrous plague.
"I'll try my best." When someone tells me to stay away from a relationship, the sex is bound to be good. I liked dangerous, edgy guys and hearing this from Ethan made me more interested in Adam.
I just had to play along like some stupid dumbfuck who doesn't know Adam.
Ethan rambled on about the Belmont's and how cruel they are. He said they manipulate people and make bets amongst themselves. Usually it's just the brothers but Christine was the queen bitch, according to Ethan. Luckily he did not dwell on them having another sister. I was sure he wouldn't check since he stayed away from them as if they were some forbidden fruit.
Yum. Forbidden Fruit.
When I mentioned the name, Ethan was pretty was upset throughout the whole meal. I asked if I could have a piece of shrimp but he just ignored me.
"You should've ordered earlier," he said sounding irritated.
"Nevermind. I'll just eat later."
"Do you want something or not?"
"I said NO!"
Ethan just pissed me off. I hated it when people displace their anger unto me. And I LIKED Adam. I really liked him. I got up and made my way towards the door. It wasn't long before Ethan grabbed my arm and pulled me back to our seats. Had some gay guy been watching us, he would have thought that we were some gay couple having a misunderstanding.
"Miles I'm sorry. I hate talking about them."
"I don't know them. So I don't know what to think, ok?"
"Look. Just PLEASE take my word for it. You WILL get hurt if you stick around with that Belmont girl, whoever she is. So PLEASE just stay away from them. PLEASE!"
Ethan was SO FUCKIN' CUTE when he pleaded. He looked like some little kid asking his mom for a copy of the PS2 game God of War despite the mother's protest of the game being to violent and sexually implied.
"Alright. I guess your just trying to look out for me," I said like a sad little boy. Ethan beamed.
"Oh come on. Don't give me that look. I'm sorry, ok?"
Oh god he is so cute.
"Here let's get out of here. Wanna get some videos at the store and come back to my place?"
"Ethan you fool. I'm taken." I guess that line will be one of the things that will come close to flirting with Ethan.
"Oh that Belmont girl?" His tone was bitter again.
"Ok, you know what? I'll see if she is related to this Adam fellow and if she is then I'll try and see if she is going to manipulate me in any way."
"Well I guess I can't make you choose who to be friends with. Just honoring Mike's request and looking out for you."
"Oh so you care because of Mike?"
"No. No. I care of course. I'm not shallow like you!"
"Jerk!" I punched his arm. Oh how hard it was. Well at least I got an excuse for touching him.
Ethan eventually gave me some of his shrimp and he dropped the whole Belmont issue. I prayed that he would not look to see if the Belmont's had another sister hidden somewhere.
***
Lane was on my bed playing God of War on my PS2. I told him he could use it whenever he wanted. I peeled off my shirt and walked to my dresser. Lane didn't spare me a glance when I pulled down my pants next leaving me only in my boxers.
Silent treatment.
Fine.
I crawled into my bed with him still on it and pulled up the comforter and stared at the screen. Kratos (the protagonist in the game) was fighting some Minotaur before he recovered Pandora's Box.
"Still mad?"
Lane didn't move.
"Fine. Goodnight."
I had a habit of rubbing my face on my pillow before I go to sleep. It felt cute. I got used to the sounds coming from the TV and I drifted off...
Sunlight has got to be a sleeping college student's worst enemy. The sun's blinding rays that escaped into our room shattered my sleep. My hand came in contact with something hard and I sat bolt upright to see a sleeping Lane curled up like a ball at the foot of my bed.
I don't know what made me do it but seeing Lane there so vulnerable compelled me to lean over and kiss him on the cheek. I was expecting him to wake up and punch me but he stayed still. Lane wasn't kidding when he told me that he slept like a dead person.
His boyish features looked better than ever when at rest. I sat up and hovered over him to admire how beautiful my roommate is. I decided to have a little fun. I straightened him out on my bed and lay down behind him. From an isometric point of view, it would have looked like we were spooning.
I grabbed a shirt and pulled up some pants but before I left, I took the liberty to write on his arm:
`Accept my apology already you wuss'
-Miles.
***
I did some research about the Belmont's and all I got were websites created by fans of the Castlevania video game.
Grrr.
What if they were band of vampires who preyed on innocent boys like me? Nah. Who says I'm innocent?
I decided to visit the Borders a couple of blocks away from the campus. I passed by some buildings draped by trees from the 1890's and admired their stone structured walls. The campus bookstore only sold textbooks and other school paraphernalia so the Borders made up for everything else.
The first section that I go to is the periodicals because I like staring at magazine covers. This month's Instinct magazine was the Jock issue! I got hard looking at the shirtless blonde jock with a baseball bat braced behind his shoulders. There were lots of gay lifestyle magazines but there was seldom anyone reading them.
I grabbed an issue when no one was looking and made my way towards an empty book cove. I flipped through the pages and saw a spread of the blonde jock wearing nothing but a black speedo. Hmm he had really nice thighs and a very, VERY defined chest. Adam's chest was nicer though. Bathe it in my tongue. Shit. I'm getting hard again.
I wanted to rip the spread from the magazine, take it to the restroom and jack off. I got so hard thinking about Adam in a speedo instead of the blonde jock that I decided to put the magazine down and go to the gay literature area. I smirked when I noticed that I had left the magazine in the Children's Book area.
This Borders had a decent collection of gay literature compared to the ones I've been to. There was this one book called Soaked and the cover was very discreet. I wouldn't have the nerve to buy one of these books that had two boys kissing or holding hands. Soaked just had a picture of a surfboard and the California coastline for its cover.
I read the first few pages.
"That book is hott."
I almost peed in my pants. Some guy was behind me watching me read this coming of age about two teenagers in SoCal. I turned around to face the fucker who snuck up on me.
"Hey Miles."
WHAT THE FUCK? Why didn't I recognize his voice? Well it was only four words: That book is hott.
"Adam, you ass, you fuckin' scared me!"
"Why did I scare you?"
"Well ok you didn't scare me."
"Surprised?"
"What are you doing here?"
"Gotta spend my allowance somewhere."
I had forgotten that he was rich. He looked good in his blue shirt and khaki board shorts. He looked so good in shorts and I admired his toned calves. Sexy beast.
"Are you checking me out?" he asked smiling.
"Yup. You look really good today."
"If there weren't so many people, I'd kiss you right now."
"Just a kiss?"
"And maybe a fuck on the floor."
Adam and me haven't actually fucked yet but thought had my loins burning. Adam saw my bulge growing and chuckled.
"Wanna get out of here and take care of that?"
I nodded. I hoped no one noticed how hard I was getting just standing there staring at Adam.
"Here let me get that for you," he said grabbing Soaked out of my hands.
I followed him to one of the registers.
"Adam, I can't let you pay for that."
"Don't worry it's on me."
"Your total is $14.06, sir," said the cashier, a boy around seventeen. He glanced at the book and sized Adam up with his eyes. Asshole! How DARE he check out Adam right in front of me?
Adam gave a $50 bill and put the change in the bag along with the book.
"You can keep the change in there," Adam said handing me the bag.
I felt like some poor boy being given some change on the streets. "No, I can't Adam. It doesn't feel right."
"It's all right Miles."
I followed Adam outside towards his Bentley, which Ethan claimed was used to run him over. I wanted to ask him about Ethan but decided to put it on hold after the noble gesture he made by buying me a book.
"That cashier was so checking you out." I said after we pulled out onto the road.
"Jealous?"
"No. He can have you if he wanted."
"Aww. I'm crushed."
"He wasn't very cute."
"He was ok."
"So you noticed?"
"Yup."
"Would you fuck him if he asked you to?"
"No. I just don't fuck anyone." Adam looked so sexy saying that. If he was playing me then he was doing a good job.
"I want to kiss you right now," I said.
"I'm driving."
I placed my hand on his right leg and inched my way towards his cock. I started massaging it and he looked every few seconds, trying his best to keep his eyes on the road.
"Miles...please--
I grabbed his dick hard and he yelped. There were only a few cars on the road so I unzipped his shorts and grabbed the monster within.
Adam suppressed a moan as I began to jack him off slowly. He was going 60 miles an hour while I kept it steady at 6 strokes. We passed a truck driver and I picked up the pace. Adam was moaning slowly and his dick in my hand was warm and hard.
It was thick and full of cum. I felt the blood boiling down there and I started moving it around as if shifting gears.
"Miles if you don't stop now, I'm going to--AHH!"
Adam braked hard and I fell forward but I hung on to his dick, pulling it with me. I withdrew my hand and looked to see what made us stop.
Adam was breathing slowly and put his head on the wheel. The stoplight above was read and so was Adam's pulsating cock. I was about to finish him off but I figured that I wait until later. He zipped us his pants and flashed me an angry look.
Uh oh. I'm in trouble.
I felt Adam grab my dick and kissed me before I could suppress a moan. His tongue darted inside and he practically ate my jaw!
"You sexy little fuck. I'm going to have to teach that dick of yours a lesson!"
He flashed me a sexy evil look and drove off.
***
Oh how bad I was punished.
No sooner had we arrived in his house, Adam hauled me up to his bedroom and threw me on his bed. I mean, he really threw me about six feet across the room. I sat up but he pushed me down again.
"You like it rough huh?" His tone was so angry but turned me on even more. Adam leaned down and kissed me hard. I felt his hands on my chest as he ripped open my shirt.
"What the fuck?" I was shocked that he'd go this far.
"I'll buy you a new one. Now kiss me!"
I tried wrestling him so I could be on top but he weighed more than me. After a long session of feverishly making out, I found myself tied to his bed.
"Please let me go Adam," I pleaded as he slowly removed my pants and underwear.
"Nope. You need to be taught a lesson."
Ok I wasn't very fond of bondage so if he brings out a whip I'm calling this whole thing off.
As soon as my socks were off, Adam dove down on my raging hard on and enveloped it in his mouth. I wanted to touch him and grab his head so I could fuck his face but I was restrained. I wanted to touch him also but he wouldn't let me.
Adam pulled off his shirt and stepped out of his board shorts until he was left in his boxers. He climbed on the bed and sat on my legs just in case I attempted at kicking him. He took off his boxers and put it over my dick while he stroked it from underneath.
"You feel that?"
I nodded with pleading eyes. If he were going to continue with his hand job, I would end up spilling on his boxers. He flashed me a sexy smile and I knew that was his goal to make me cum.
"See this cock?"
Yes. I stroked it while you drove.
He started jacking off right in front of me. It was hard to seeing him pleasure himself. I wanted nothing more than to touch his cock right now! He was driving me insane with this private show.
"You were playing with this cock earlier."
"Let me suck it please," I begged.
Adam uncovered my cock and licked the tip first. This sweet torture had me dangling off the cliffs of madness and if it continued, I would explode in so many ways than one.
"ADAM PLEASE!"
He didn't hear me. Or at least he pretended not to hear me because he kept on with his quest to tongue torture my dick. The tongue torture ended and I felt his mouth consume my dick. I arched back and my moans were accompanied by slurping sounds coming from Adam.
"Oh FUCK. OHH! ADAM! OHH!"
I could see Adam smiling as he continued to slobber my tool. He licked my piss slit and my toes curled. His hands traversed my stomach, made its way up my chest and then the sides of my head.
He stopped sucking and faced me. This time he teased me with his tongue. I thought for a second he was going to kiss me so I readied my lips and opened my mouth but all he did was tease me by coming close and when I felt his breath, he pulled back.
Adam inched closer again then pulled back when I attempted at kissing him. FUCK!
Finally he stopped and I felt his lips against mine, our tongues dueled with each other. I loved the way he held my face and bit parts of my lips, gently sucking on them. They were so soft and I brought my lips to his and pried his mouth open with my tongue, just enough to let my tongue in to touch his. He moaned slightly and started to untie me.
I couldn't keep my hands off of him after that. My hands roamed his back and felt his taut muscles. The feel of his skin made me hot and my cock ached for release.
"You wanna cum baby?" Adam asked in between kisses.
"Yes."
"Spread your legs."
I did as I was told and Adam grinded his cock against mine. I started to fuck his pelvis and the friction we created was causing precum to ooze from both of our cocks. It lubricated the monster engine that our cockfight became. I was sweating hard and beads of sweat from Adam dripped onto me while he planted slow tender kisses on my lips.
I wrapped my legs around his waist as the intensity of our groping continued to grow. I clawed his back and pulled his hair. If this were what happens when I piss him off then I'd be an asshole to him everyday.
My cock was telling me I was close to the edge.
I ached. I knew it came when all the suns in the galaxy exploded behind my eyes; this surging effect suddenly flooded my limbs and burned me to the core.
TO BE CONTINUED
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